Daily life after marriage with the second grandpa of a wealthy family [Rebirth]

Yan Zheng was restless when he didn't receive a reply.

That master had retired for many years, and he made an exception and agreed to give Yan Zheng a divination because old man Yan came forward. After sending Fang Ze home yesterday, Yan Zheng went to Cixintang as promised.

After watching the facial expressions, the master said that Yan Zheng was born rich and powerful, but his anger was too high. Fortunately, he would marry a noble man who had a lot of luck.

Yan Zheng immediately thought of Fang Ze, and asked if the nobleman was the one he was currently dreaming about.The master refused to say clearly that the fact that the Tao is divination is a revelation of the heavenly secrets, and he should stop at the point, and he must realize the rest by himself.

Yan Zheng didn't have the time to realize it slowly, and secretly checked it with his mobile phone. "Ze" referred to Taihu Lake in ancient times, but today it means the place where water gathers. So Fang Ze is not his destiny?

The master also said that since ancient times, water and fire have been difficult to blend together. Either you suppress me or I suppress you. If you want to ensure their marriage is smooth, you need to choose a place with profound blessings and treasures to settle down.After a complicated deduction, the master recommended the villa in Chunjiang Garden to Yan Zheng, and also told him to settle the house before dark the next day.

When he got the yellow note with the house number on it, Yan Zheng felt that he had been cheated. The so-called master was just a big fool who colluded with the developer to deceive rich people like them.It wasn't until he met Fang Ze in the sales department that he completely knelt down. Calling the master was disrespectful to him, he should be a living god!

At that time, he failed to resist Fang Ze's temptation and gave him the villa. Yan Zheng came out of the sales department and drove back to Cixintang again, wanting to ask the master if his future wife's purchase of the house would affect their marriage.

The master closed the door, so Yan Zheng blocked the door and refused to leave, howling several times every few minutes. Finally, the master was so annoyed that he ordered someone to hand out a note through the crack of the door: "The auspicious house is only the owner of the prosperous house, and the owner is the best. Do not disobey."

The head of the family is the first? !Yan Zheng shuddered at the thought of Fang Ze putting himself under him. In order not to be raped by Fang Ze after marriage, he must have his name on the real estate certificate!

It's a pity that Fang Ze killed the donkey without answering the message or answering the phone.Yan Zheng only knew which neighborhood he lived in, but not the specific household, so he couldn't find anyone.

Two days later, Fang Ze went back to school energetically.

It's been a long time since I stayed at home like a rice bug. I only eat and sleep at home. Fang Ze's complexion is glowing when he recovers. Yan Zheng's heart beats faster when he sees him. He picks up his schoolbag and sits next to Fang Ze.

"I thought you went to retreat to have a baby, why are you so busy that you don't answer the phone?"

"Have a baby."

"Then you should at least tell me, the child's father, right?"

"The child belongs to Old Wang next door and has nothing to do with you."

Yan Zheng laughed until he lost his head, and put his arm on Fang Ze's shoulder: "I don't believe it, the baby you gave birth must look like me. Ze, the matter of adding a name..."

Fang Ze slapped Yan Zheng's arm off, and said sullenly, "Didn't you explain clearly enough that day? I want my own, home."

In his previous life, Fang Ze often used this tone when he reprimanded his subordinates, full of momentum.Yan Zheng obviously felt that Fang Ze had changed, that he was not as easy to talk to as before, and no one could force him to do anything he didn't want, so Yan Zheng had to keep his mouth shut for now.

The first class is strategic management. The teacher likes to combine theory with practice. After class, he sent everyone a case analysis as homework.Fang Ze is a perfect student, and it would be too childish for him to go back and learn it again, so he pushed the test paper in front of Yan Zheng: "Help me with my homework."

Yan Zheng's soul was frightened: "Are you sure?"

The students in the front row couldn't believe their ears, they turned their heads and asked, "Fang Ze, are you okay, the bully is asking the scumbags to do his homework for him? He lives by copying other people's homework."

Fang Ze has a firm attitude: "Not only this class, but all the homework in the future will be written for me. I will check it before handing it over to the teacher. If it fails, I will rewrite it until I am satisfied."

Yan Zheng swallowed, and asked weakly, "Can I refuse?"

"Yes." Fang Ze smiled very seductively, "But if you refuse, you are forbidden to talk to me in the future, you are not allowed to sit next to me in class, you have to avoid when I am alone in the dormitory, and you are not allowed to touch my things casually." , It is strictly forbidden to interfere with my life in any way..."

"I'll write it!" Yan Zheng raised his hands in surrender. Why don't he just do his homework, and at worst spend money to find someone to write it for him.According to what Fang Ze said, he would die if he lasted for at most three days.

Having lived together for five years, Fang Ze knew what kind of person Yan Zheng was. Just by looking at his expression, he could guess what kind of bad idea he was planning: "I watched you write, it's not that the homework written in front of me doesn't count."

Yan Zheng wanted to hit the wall: "Why do you torture me like this?"

Fang Ze grabbed his schoolbag and said, "I just told you, you can refuse." Then he walked away regardless of Yan Zheng.

The second section is public English, which is taught together with students from majors.Fang Ze stood in the back row of the lecture theater for a long time, Xie Qihang and Gu Haotian called him to sit there, Fang Ze just shook his head, and trotted over to say hello until the person he was waiting for appeared: "Yi Haoling, I will sit with you."

Yi Haoling looked around, "Where's Yan Zheng? Isn't he always with you?"

Fang Ze joked: "Maybe I'm empathetic and don't fall in love with you. Don't talk about him, when will I have time to ask someone to play football together?"

"Okay, it can be done tomorrow afternoon, and I will contact you when the specific time is fixed."

The scheming boy Fang Ze showed the most innocent smile to Yi Haoling.

Yi Haoling is the second step in Fang Ze's "enjoy life" plan, the boyfriend he has chosen for himself.This handsome guy is one of Fang Ze's suitors, his external conditions are not much worse than Yan Zheng's, his family background is on par with Fang Ze's, and he has developed very well after work. When Fang Ze died, he was already a middle-level backbone of a famous company .

The most important thing is that unlike Yan Zheng, he is lazy, and his success in the workplace depends on his outstanding personal ability.If Fang Ze hadn't chosen Yan Zheng back then, Yi Haoling would definitely have been an excellent marriage partner.

After Yan Zheng was frightened, he went to the bathroom and squatted in a big room. When he arrived at the lecture theater, he spotted Fang Ze, who was smiling radiantly, from among a hundred people.

I go!When he was away for a while, that little goblin was firing at the other little boys, thinking he was Pikachu? !

Yan Zheng strode up to Fang Ze's side, knocked on the desk and ordered: "Go inside, move me a place."

There are empty seats at the front and back, where can't he sit?Fang Ze pretended not to hear.Yan Zheng repeated it patiently, but Fang Ze didn't know what interesting things they had chatted with Yi Haoling, so he laughed so hard that he almost leaned his head on the other's shoulder.

Yan Zheng was so jealous that smoke was rising from his head, he raised his voice and threatened, "Fang Ze, if you want to move me a seat, today I will... just sit on your lap!"

The author has something to say: Yan Zheng: I dare not speak harshly to the Patriarch.

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